Seeing Gan Ningyuan practicing her martial arts, a hint of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes at first, and then her gaze became colder.

"Bang!" Gan Ningyuan was concentrating on his practice, but unexpectedly, a big stone next to him burst violently, causing him to jump several times in succession.

Without waiting for Gan Ningyuan to see clearly, a white shadow flashed over, the former could only subconsciously defend, and made a move to defend while retreating, the first move was the body of the pulsatilla, the second move was the move of the woman in white, and the third move He didn't know what the move was, he couldn't dodge, and he was hit in the chest.

The palm of the woman in white is actually very powerful, if it is implemented, Gan Ningyuan will definitely die, but fortunately, at the last moment, Pulsatilla made a move.

"Why did the girl kill me?" Gan Ningyuan was carried by the pulsatilla to stabilize his figure, and when he fixed his eyes, he was still shocked.

"You're damned!" the woman in white didn't give a reason, but replied coldly.

"Little girl, how are you going to go and come back?" Pulsatilla's brows furrowed slightly.

"Because you are Sun Boyao. The woman in white no longer paid attention to Gan Ningyuan, but took out a delicate little jade flute from her sleeve.

"It turned out that the Holy Maiden of the Cold Region had arrived. Sun Boyao, relieved, in fact, he had already had seven or eight guesses about the identity of the woman in white.

It turned out that the woman in white in front of her was the saint Su Xinyin of the Northern Underworld Cold Region, because she often held a jade flute in her hand, she was called the Jade Flute Fairy on the rivers and lakes. She rarely walks around the rivers and lakes, and because of the light veil covering her face, no one has seen her true appearance.

A strange scene appeared, the jade flute was in Su Xinyin's hands, and it actually emitted a flute sound on its own.

At first, the flute sound is lingering, giving people the feeling of being in a clear stream, but then the sound changes, and it is an irresistible strange sound, like the song of a fish in the deep sea.

Gan Ningyuan, who was on the side, was deeply impressed, only felt that his chest was blocked, he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't scream if he wanted to. Beside him, Sun Boyao moved, and his body suddenly exuded an irresistible aura of slaughter, he used his palm as a knife, and the sound of the flute was shocked by him.

In this way, Gan Ning was far relieved, but he was already sitting on the ground, sweating profusely, and his brain was drowsy, and he wanted to fall asleep immediately.

Sun Boyao used the knife technique to fight the enemy, Su Xinyin used the flute as a weapon, and at the same time, the flute sound was lingering, and the fight was inseparable.

The woman in white suddenly flew away, and when she stabilized her figure, she was already standing on the top of the poplar willow. The flute also stopped abruptly.

"You win, I'll come back in three days. The woman in white said coldly.

"The girl's martial arts are superb, and she is already better than the old man. Sun Boyao was silent for a moment and replied, he naturally knew that Su Xinyin was using him as a sparring partner to improve his martial arts.

"You have the upper hand before you have a sword, so naturally you win. After throwing down the next sentence, the woman in white flew away.

"Little Ganzi, can you see the moves of the right talent clearly?" Sun Boyao shook his head, turned to Gan Ningyuan, who was sitting on the ground, and asked.

"I didn't see anything. Although Gan Ningyuan has no experience in the rivers and lakes, his brain is still bright, and he has already guessed that Sun Boyao seems to be interested in teaching him some martial arts.

"Stupid! Alas, forget it, this girl's martial arts are too high, and it will cost you your life to be a sparring partner. Sun Boyao said with some pity.

"Senior Sun, since you said that we are destined, why don't I worship you as a teacher!" Gan Ningyuan seemed to have enlightened, leaned over and said.

"Hehe, boy, you want to be beautiful, but the old man is idle, if you can escape in half a month, I can consider it at that time. "Pulsatilla is not as unfathomable as other martial arts masters, but rather approachable.

Gan Ningyuan muttered in his heart, the people of Duanjiazhuang are not easy to mess with, and after half a month, he will have to survive by himself head-on, and he has no bottom in his heart.

However, Gan Ning was far from in a hurry to give up, because he felt that Sun Boyao would not die without help, and there was still half a month, as long as he was well prepared, it was not without a chance.

So, Gan Ningyuan began to practice the Qinghong palm technique, which Sun Boyao had performed in person, and he must have his intentions.

It's just that although Gan Ningyuan has an amazing understanding and can draw a gourd to draw a move, he doesn't have a mental formula, and the palm method is only in vain, the little minion is okay, but once he meets someone with slightly higher martial arts, he will be in trouble.

I have to say that Gan Ningyuan does have skills far beyond ordinary people in martial arts, and he has only practiced the Qinghong palm technique a few times, and the essentials of his moves are the way, as if he has been a veteran who has practiced for several years.

This alone made Sun Boyao secretly surprised in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, in the evening, Gan Ningyuan slept outside the bamboo house, the moonlight sprinkled on the lake, the row of poplar willows was also reflected in the water, and then a trace of mist, looking from the direction of the bamboo house, there was a hazy beauty.

Gan Ningyuan looked at the scenery in front of him in a daze, and in his mind he remembered the woman in white he saw during the day, for some reason, the martial arts moves used by the woman gave him an extremely familiar feeling, as if he had practiced it before. But Gan Ningyuan clearly remembered that the woman in white's moves were extremely wonderful, and it was indeed the first time he had seen it, and it was precisely like this that he felt even more strange in his heart.

Late at night, Gan Ningyuan adjusted his posture, over the years, the patterns that could be made in the valley had melted into his bones, affecting him almost all the time, and even sleeping would make some movements on the pattern.

Suddenly, there was movement in the originally quiet bamboo house.

Listen carefully, Sun Boyao is talking to himself, talking in his sleep.

Gan Ningyuan shook his head, and was about to fall asleep, but he was stunned.

Listen carefully, only to hear "Qi returns to the dantian palm and pushes forward, the strength is one, the two follow, the left and right meridians are recovered, and the yin and soft are lacking in the yang." These few words.

I felt something, but Gan Ningyuan couldn't fully understand it, and I was a little overwhelmed for a while.

"Could it be that these sentences are related to the practice of palms?" Gan Ningyuan thought in his heart, but a few places were still unclear, and although these sentences sounded consistent with Qinghong's palms, he didn't know how to practice them.

After a night like this, Gan Ningyuan hadn't woken up yet, Sun Boyao had already opened the door and came out, and he threw a thin book on the ground, the pages were yellowed, as if it had been some years.

Gan Ningyuan was woken up, rubbed his eyes, and when he picked up the book to read, he found that it was full of meridians and acupoints, and he said it in great detail.

So Gan Ning couldn't take care of eating, so he paid full attention to it, and the human body's blood and bones, muscles and bones were distributed, everything.

Gan Ningyuan combined with what was mentioned in the book, and it took him half a day to finally understand the words in the night.

I saw him put the book beside him, sat down cross-legged, and silently recited in his heart, "Qi returns to the dantian palm and pushes forward, the strength is one, and the two follow, recovering the left and right tendons and veins, and the yin and soft are lacking in the yang." ”

There was a trace of qi left in his meridians back then, and he didn't know how to use it all the time, but now with these mantras, that qi seemed to be suddenly obedient, and flowed down the meridians to his dantian.